Can anyone give me any guidance?
I will give you a "brief" (I will try to be as brief as possible) history of my mum's problem!
When I was 11 (I am now 34) she had a nervous breakdown - for anyone that doesn't understand the phrase - she virtually gave up on life - wouldn't do any of the normal day to day things that the rest of us do.
She did get over this after about a year and after being in and out of psychiatric hospital (very distressing for a 11 year old to have to deal with).
Ten days after my first child was born, she also suffered another nervous breakdown. Before I became pregnant, and while I was pregnant, she was so excited about becoming a grandmother. When the baby eventually arrived, after 10 days, she just gave up on all interest in life. She eventually got better after 18 months. One day she was very down, the next day totally "on the up" and just got better and better.
I think the reason for this breakdown was that, over a period of about 2 years, she went from having a house full of people to suddenly being on her own apart from my dad (who has since died - another story).
In the space of two years, I left home and got married, my brother left home and my grandad (who lived with us) died so she went from having a house with 5 people (actually normally 6 people when my husband stayed which he did most weekends). I think me having a baby tipped her over the edge as she thought perhaps I no longer needed her, although, to be honest, I needed her more after having a new baby, then ever before.
When my daughter was 18 months old, she suddenly got better. My dad had booked a holiday to South Africa and, because of the "state" of my mum, he said he would not be taking with her in her current condition. A week before they were due to go on holiday, she woke up one day (it really was that sudden) and felt a whole 110% better.
She started looking after my daughter two days a week while I worked part time and also my brother's girlfriend's daughter (if you can make sense of that).
After two years, my brother had a son and then two years later I also had a son so now my mum looked after 4 children - rough ages 7, 5, 3 and 1.
She did this two days a week with no problems.
In February 2000 my dad died suddenly of a heart attack. The day he died (he had never been ill before in his life and was only 56) I could see that we might be going the same route in that she would have a breakdown because of the shock. Over a period of about two weeks, she got worse and worse.
I became her crutch/support in that I started doing everything for her - taking her food shopping, picking her up, bring her to my house to feed her, running her back home again.
My brother's girlfriend and I swopped our days of working so we could look after each others children while my mum was so poorly.
I eventually got a sympathetic doctor involved and he prescribed medication. I had changed my summer holiday booking to take her with my family but about 8 weeks before we were due to go, I told her I was cancelling her place as I could not put my husband and children through it by taking her with us. She loves the sun and has always loved her holidays, but I know that she wouldn't enjoy herself and might end up ruining our holiday. This was one of the hardest things I had to do in telling her I was not now willing for her to come on holiday with us.
While I was in Kos, I rang my mum every day to see how she was and got the same old reply - "not too bad!".
The first day of our second week, I rang my mum and this time she replied that she felt 110% better and was getting her hair cut (which she hadn't had done for about 4 months), was going shopping to buy new clothes, etc. I couldn't wait to come home from Kos to meet the good old mum I have always known and loved.
That was July 2000.
In September she went on holiday to Majorca with her sister and also to Spain with my brother. She paid for me to go to New York Christmas Shopping (and we had a brilliant time).
She started looking after all the children again and last year paid for my husband, me and the two children to go to America for two weeks and then took me and the two children (my husband couldn't get the time off work) to Majorca for a week in August.
She was having such a lovely life - doing all the things that she has always loved doing.
In September last year, she met a "man friend" who she became quite close to. He lives up North (we live down South) and we always knew it would never be a permanent thing as he would never have considered moving down here and she would never have considered moving up there.
All the time he was staying with her, she was having such a lovely time and a very hectic social life. I had no problems with this - it was good to see her so happy again.
The week before Christmas he went home and she has not been able to get hold of him since (how and why we don't know).
I could see from the first day he went home that she was getting depressed again but when we asked her if she wanted to see a doctor or speak to someone she always said no.
We had a shitty (sorry about the language) Christmas and New Year and she has not improved since.
She has never liked the Christmas holidays really and also on the 29th December it would have been my mum and dad's wedding anniversary.
All the family thought that once we had got Christmas, the anniversary and New Year out of the way she would get better, but she hasn't.
Because I have been here three times in the past, this time I am not willing to be her crutch/support any more.
I have got three young children (new baby of 8 weeks) and am due back to work soon and have got enough of my plate without having to run round after her again.
If I felt I would be helping her by doing everything for her, then I would, but last time she actually became better while I wasn't even in the country.
How can I help her to help herself?